I have Reviews! Oh, I'm really excited! I also have free-time this weekend, so maybe one more update before Monday. Thank You Vetrans!

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Now... For the disclaimer... How about Prim?

SoClovely: "Prim? You have been chosen for the disclaimer. If you don't mind..."

Prim: "Sure! So-"

Katniss: "NOOOO! Primy! I VOLUNTEER! I VOLUNTEER TO DO THE DISCLAIMER!

Prim: "Uh, it's just a Disclaimer, Katniss, but if it makes you happy..."

Katniss: "Ok. I'm not taking any chances, Little Duck."

Prim: "Hurry Up! I want to see the Cakes before it gets dark!"

Katniss: "Alright! SoClovely owns nothing. Happy? It all belongs to Suzane Collins, who brought me, Prim, Thresh, Clove and all of the others to life. So, enjoy the story!"


Clove

The ferocity of the kiss surprises me, but I relax and soak it in. It's rather nice...


Thresh

I pull away, fearing that I can't be off-guard for so long. "Go to the lean-to." I whisper to Clove. "Stay for a while. And if you try to run, mercy won't find me next time." I leave a hint of a threat in my voice, for it is true. The girl with the knives will not always be on my good side.


Clove

Rather surprised, and still in a happy daze, I go to the lean-to. I sit down, and sharpen my knives. It's a calming thing for me, and it makes me happy. That's pretty much how rest of the day goes. I relax, and sharpen the knives.


Thresh

I thresh enough wheat for two, and pick up a fowl from a trap. I decided that it's not poisoned, and continue with the usual actions. Warm up the coals, and cook the bird without actually making a fire. I also discover some hidden berries. I gather the dark berries, and decide to add them to dinner. I retreat to the Lean-To for the day, though the sun is just setting.


Clove

I look up as Thresh walks into the shelter "Hi." I hoarsely whisper. This is rather strange. Days ago, there was no way I would ever look this boy in the eye. It has all changed tonight.


Thresh

"Hi." I softly reply. "I gathered some things." I say. I place the threshed wheat, the fowl and the berries. When the berries come out, Clove smacks my hand.


Clove

"No!" I shriek "That's Yew Berries!" I stagger away from the berries, a look of disgust and hatred on my face. All I can think about is my poor parakeet, that nibbled one Yew berry, and died moments after contact.


Thresh

"We don't have Yew Berries in 11... What's so bad about them?" I ask, intrigued. What could be so bad about these berries? Nightshade and Hemlock are bad news. But Yew? It sounds harmless.


Clove

"One touch can kill you." I say, and look up "Remove them, please."


Thresh

Why on earth would someone give deathly berries a name that rhymes with dew? Disgusted, I use a leaf to throw out the berries. I walk a few steps to the creek, and wash my hands in the small trickle of water.


Clove

Thresh's pack makes me curious. It's rather like a Pandora's Box. I am dying to open it, but what if it's something awful? Finally, curiosity gives in, and I open the pack. In it, is a large tub of slave. Healing slave? But Thresh is not hurt... Why would he need this?


Thresh

I return, and find Clove digging in my pack. She looks up at me, eyes innocent and wide. She picks up the large tub "What is this?" She asks. I come over, and squat by her. I squint at the unlabeled package. I take it from her, and unscrew the lid. In it, there is a lot of white paste. I tilt my head slightly, then dip my fingers in it, and rub it on my arm. It seems to have no effect. I shrug, and set it aside. "Never mind that. We can find use for it later. For now, let's eat."


Clove

I smile, and slowly eat the meal of fowl, wheat grains, and sip water. After we finish the meal, I only slightly hesitate before leaning in and kissing Thresh again. He has some sort of thing that makes me gravitate for him. Even during training, I sometimes wished to leave the Careers and see what this boy knew. The kiss is nor as desperate nor fierce as last time, but it feels good. Normal. I enjoy the boy's rough lips. It's something I normally would never experience.


Thresh

I savor the kiss, though this one tastes more like dinner then mint. It is very relaxing, the softness of Clove's lips. She is very pure, under all of the killing, and brutal slaughter. I think I may even grow to love her...


Clove

This time, It's me who pulls away. I casually glance to his arm, and gasp. The spot where Thresh rubbed the cream is invisible "Th-Thre-Thresh?" I ask in a mangled cry. Is this a trick of the capitol?


Thresh

I look at the spot which Clove gazes at. All I say is "Holy Shit!" Before the anthem blares.


I hope this isn't Awful. R&R, Please! It makes the Author Happy! ;P